And went by a path up a mountain ridge
As the train went on across a bridge.
They found the place and got fitted out
With six poles apiece both long and stout,
And bait enough and lines and hooks
To fish a year in a dozen brooks.
For said TEDDY-G, “If fishing’s play
Then I want enough, for I mean to stay
Right by the game for at least a week
Until every fish that’s in the creek